[[ Stickman & Stickbabe ]]

we're just two simple stickpeople who :-
met,
clicked,
hitched,
till death do us part...


[[ All I want in 2007... ]]

Seeing loved ones happy
Mission trips
Have a cute baby
Learn bridal makeup
Speak Camb/Viet
Pay off our housing loan!


[[ Leaving? ]]

~C-Cup : cupcakes from heaven... (perfect 4 parties)
~My Bali Photo Blog
~Melonbabe (my female sibling)
~Angelia (a kid i tutored, who grew up!)
~WZB (a woman with an expensive rock)
~Get Blobbed... (splish splash plop blobbe)
~My Primary School Classmate
~My pescatarian recipe blog
~Simplicity - making a difference in Kenya
~A visually delightful blog of a stranger
~Another visual treat...
Been read free hit counters by free-counters.net times!

Saturday, November 19, 2005
"Every start or beginning is difficult" (if the title's funny..it's supposed to be chinese words..)
I was once given this answer when a friend decided to trust her insurance agent's word over mine. That agent was her family friend whom she knew from young. That agent was also a great manipulator. She said I was untrustworthy because I was only in business for two months when this happened. The worst thing was this friend of mine believed her. And used this phrase on me... telling me she understood why I had to lie to her. Imagine getting empathy over something you've not done.

Now, I'm not an insurance agent. But the financially-apathetic Singaporean cannot tell the difference. Even when I tell her I ALSO represent the same company that her agent came from and there's no such wonderful product that she was selling that had such high interest and also fully guaranteed. She wouldn't hear of it. Stupid woman. Perhaps it was greed for high interest. Fine, let her be duped. I've done my part. And I didn't need her pathetic $50K investment to stay in business.

Why am I re-hashing this incident now? It's not the only incident, but it's one of those that made me stronger and wiser, and perhaps a tad more cynical about relationships and appreciative of those that stood the test.

There were many changes to my relationships after I stepped into this line. I sometimes wonder whether the sacrifices were worth it. But they were, they helped to unmask who my friends were. It's not like I regard only those who bought from me as my friends. No, what I'm saying is that I see what they truly think of me despite what they say. Even some that bought from me have skewed intentions.

So, there was this other girl who has been calling me her best friend, even now. Then one of my best buddies. And another, and another, I lose count. Some of these relationships are still flourishing. Some I've just given up and let THEM think it's flourishing. Some I've just laid aside, like the one in the first example. I'm a forgiving person. I forgive what you've done, but I can no longer continue this friendship, knowing what you think of me.

I am pressurised, and I've had to overcome obstacles in my own mindset constantly. I'm not born a saleswoman, but it's a vision that keeps me going. And it's not even a vision of the $ that I can gain from this career. It's the conviction of getting people out of potential poverty, that got me started in this job. That if there're so many unethical people thriving in this career, then why can't I be one of those who rectify the mistakes made? It's the shocking revelation that I would become poor, had I continued spending in the same way that I had been used to in my previous job.

I keep wondering if it's worth it - why not just take the easy way and teach tuition? But for 2006 it has to be this, since it'll allow me to get into full-time theological studies. For that alone, it's worth it. I'll just treat it like financial evangelism. "Choose life, that you may live" that kinda thing. "Cos if you don't care, why should I insist you do?"


stickbabe [ 2:06 PM ]